Although Setsuna gave off a friendly vibe with her smile, she didn't really know what to think of the girl approaching her. Though it was fine, since all she knew was to act like a civil person. She didn't know what the reason for smiling is exactly, so she just smiled because that's what she saw people do when they were happy. As she continued to look through the girl's sketchbook, she saw many drawings that depicted the feelings of anger. Setsuna's drawings, was quite similar in a way, always leaving several feelings of anger, resentment, revenge, and guilt. They were of course, the leftover feelings of the people that died. Most people that see it, would think that she just drew pictures of dead people. Though in truth, they were drawings of real people that had died unjustly. Their case, never to be solved and always left to be forgotten and buried in dirt. The whole reason why, the spirits of the dead that surrounded her had lingered feelings and could never move on from their death.
From the beginning, Setsuna never thought of whether she liked to draw or not. She just did. It was a natural thing that came to her when the dead had shared their death experience with her. She found it amusing. The way their death had occurred and how everyone's death differed from another. It was like a different form of art that just involved killing people. "What is your reason to draw?" Setsuna asked the girl suddenly as she flipped through the pages of the girl's sketchbook.
